I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

As night fell, Jingren Palace was shrouded in deathly silence.

The air was filled with the scent of decaying flowers, so sweet that it was sickening, just like the stench of decay in the deep palace.

The figure of Concubine Nian floated through the silent corridor like a ghost, her clothes fluttering like a black butterfly, fluttering towards the flowers that were about to wither.

She walked around the unconscious guard, holding a poisoned dagger tightly in her hand. The cold touch flowed along her fingertips and penetrated into her bones.

The gate of Jingren Palace looked like the entrance to hell in front of her.

"Squeak-"

Concubine Nian pushed open the heavy palace door, and the rotten wood made a teeth-grinding groan, as if foreshadowing impending death.

The palace was completely dark, with only the dim candlelight flickering in the corners, casting distorted shadows like ferocious ghosts.

A musty smell mixed with a faint sandalwood scent penetrated into Concubine Nian's nostrils, making her stomach churn.

"Queen!"

Nianpin's voice sounded like it came from the depths of hell, carrying a chill that went through one's bones.

The queen lay on the bed, her face pale as a dead person.

Hearing Concubine Nian's voice, she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were empty and without a trace of light.

"It's you……"

The queen uttered two words weakly, her voice hoarse as a broken bellows.

Concubine Nian approached the Queen step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on the Queen's heart.

"You killed my child, I want you to pay with your life!"

There was a raging fire in Concubine Nian's eyes, like the fire of hell, which was about to burn the queen to ashes.

Concubine Nian grabbed the queen's hair and pulled her off the bed.

"Bitch! You harmed my child. You didn't expect this day to come!"

The queen looked at her and suddenly smiled sarcastically.

"Nianpin, you are still as naive as ever."

The queen coughed weakly a few times, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"The real murderer of your child is the emperor."

Nianpin's hands trembled slightly.

"What did you say?"

"The Emperor instructed me to find Qi Yuebin and give you the bowl of abortion-preserving medicine mixed with safflower."

The Queen's voice, though weak, was extremely clear, and every word was like a sharp knife piercing Concubine Nian's heart.

"The Emperor was wary of the Nian family's power. You were friends with Qi Yuebin back then, so the Emperor was afraid your military power would become too great, so he came up with this divisive tactic."

The Queen paused and continued:

"As for the Huan Yi Xiang, the Emperor had the Imperial Physician develop it specifically for you. How could he allow a prince to be born in your family?"

Nianpin's expression changed from anger to shock, and then to disbelief.

She couldn't believe that the emperor she loved so much could be so cruel.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Concubine Nian shook her head and kept repeating these two words.

"Your Majesty can't do this to me!"

She could not accept the fact that the emperor she loved so much had killed their child with his own hands.

"You lied to me! You must be lying to me!"

Nianpin's emotions completely collapsed.

She pulled out a hidden dagger from her sleeve and stabbed the queen fiercely.

"what!"

The queen let out a scream and blood gushed out, staining Concubine Nian's clothes red.

The queen fell to the ground weakly, her eyes gradually became dull, and her breath of life gradually disappeared.

Concubine Nian stood there blankly, looking at the queen lying in a pool of blood, her mind blank.

Every word the queen said was like a hammer, hitting her heart hard.

She finally realized that she had been living a lie all along.

The emperor she loved deeply not only killed her child, but also used her to eliminate the power of the Nian family.

"Your Majesty...you have caused Shilan so much pain..."

Concubine Nian's tears burst out like a flood.

She slowly raised the dagger in her hand and pointed it at her heart.

"Pfft-"

The sound of the dagger piercing the heart was particularly harsh in the silent palace.

Nianpin's body slowly fell down, her eyes filled with despair and sadness.

When the emperor learned what happened in Jingren Palace, his face turned pale instantly.

He fell onto the dragon throne, covered his face with his hands, and his body trembled slightly.

"Shilan..."

He whispered Concubine Nian's name in a low voice, his voice filled with sorrow and regret.

He thought of Concubine Nian's companionship and love for him over the years, and his heart was filled with guilt.

"Issue this order: Concubine Nian and I once shared a time of joy, and her original intention when entering the palace was to serve me. Although she has recently fallen due to the turmoil in the harem, I am deeply saddened by her fate. Now that she has passed away, I cannot let go of the past. I hereby posthumously confer the title of Imperial Noble Consort, bestow the posthumous title of 'Duansu', and bury her in the Concubine Mausoleum. I order that she be properly buried to preserve our old friendship."

The emperor's voice trembled slightly.

"The Empress, surnamed Ulanara, was buried with the rites of a concubine."

He closed his eyes, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

In the main hall of Yongshou Palace, the scent of agarwood lingers like silk, exuding a quiet atmosphere.

Several concubines who were on good terms with An Lingrong were gathered together, talking in low voices.

An Lingrong leaned against the couch, her fingertips gently stroking the jade bracelet on her wrist.

The bracelet glowed with a faint green light in the dim light, flickering like a will-o'-the-wisp, reflecting the complex emotions in her eyes.

"Who could have expected that Nian Shilan would be so resolute." She sighed softly.

Concubine Jing picked up the teacup and savored it carefully. The hot tea slid down her throat, but it could not dispel the chill in her heart.

"The Emperor has always been very kind to her. Even when the Nian family fell into decline, he never treated her unfairly. Why did she end up like this?"

Concubine Jing's tone was full of confusion and incomprehension. She couldn't understand why Nian Shilan chose such a path of no return.

Concubine Shen glanced at An Lingrong timidly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, but like thunder, exploding in everyone's heart.

"Maybe it's because of the child."

Yes, child. That is the eternal pain in Nian Shilan's heart, a regret that she can never make up for in her life.

Shen Meizhuang closed her eyes, and the beautiful face of Nian Shilan appeared in her mind.

The hatred she once had was now nothing but endless paleness and confusion. She took a deep breath and tried to suppress the emotions surging in her heart.

"I used to hate her for tormenting me, but nothing happens. When a person dies, it's like a light goes out, and everything is over." Her voice was full of fatigue and helplessness, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

Outside the window, the cold wind was howling, blowing up the fallen leaves and making them fly in the air, just like Nian Shilan's broken dream, drifting away with the wind, leaving no trace.